my friend matthew

Kaitlyn and I went to a movie last night, but the whole way home from the cabin I felt like I was kinda gonna puke. So when we get to her house and I'm unloading her suitcase, I really feel it coming. Somehow I supressed it and fended off the urge to blow chunks. Then the whole way home from her house I was like groggy and not doin' too good. Driving half the speed limit with the windows down, I just wanted to get home just in case I did throw up.
I get home and by that time I felt fine. So a couple of hours later, while we're watching the movie, I say, "I'll be right back." I threw up in the bathroom. 30 min later it happens again and I get that freakin' cold sweat all over my body. I just marched out to my car while KG was still in the movie and contemplated just leaving. I was too dizzy and the chance of throwing up was too great. So I had to have my parents come and pick me up and my mom drive my car home for me. I've been throwing up all night. Arg, what a great time huh? Now I'm gonna leave and possibly not see KG for like 2 weeks. Oh gayness has come over the situation.